گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Blizzards reign the fires by
The pod - their cold heat set ablaze my
Burning soul - embodiment at least
A fear rises - the storm clams the choires
Forever - maybe even death
The birds move forward and try to escape
Always following life
My fire - an ice desert - i burn
Laughter experiences death
The death experiences life.
